I always thought of fairy tales... superheroes saving the day... happy endings... i always crave for them and dreamt them every night and day. I take my expectations high to the point when it never happened i felt hurt and dissapointed. I cant help it, nasa sistema ko na eh. I always dreamt a prince charming, a night and shining armor rescuing me... a handsome guy that will sweep me off my feet. I always dreamt of it every fucking day that it hurts to wait. But when my father left my mother, all of those dreams was thrown out of the window. I thought, why is love so cruel? Why does love give us pain when we just wanted to be happy and be loved? That was the day that I promised... I would never love a man ever again after the man that I loved the most hurted me so damn much.